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sparksinsirius · 7 months
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OUTCASTS | pt.1
Lusher frowns walking through the halls. There's barely anyone here. She scowls coming to a realization that the popular crew must be of doing one of their petty dumb pranks again.
Almost all the doors to the classrooms are locked. Lusher is becoming a little irritated. Maybe going home is the better option here. Of course, the front of the school is locked.
Lusher takes a deep breath. This better not go on for the entire day and night. She has a race around 7 p.m. The gym isn't locked. She narrows her eyes while standing in front of the gym, there's a chance there are more petty tricks.
Amateurs. Lusher saw the bucket right away. She's honestly surprised that some of the popular girls set it up correctly. Lusher has been racing since she was 13. She knows how to dodge certain areas and be on the lookout for anything out of the ordinary.
Meanwhile, Soweon is walking through the academy to her secret spot. It's not so secret anymore. The whole place is thrashed and all the mic stands look like they've been kicked down. She walks faster to make sure no lyric sheets got ripped up.
Only 2 got ripped up but they're unimportant. Soweon doesn't know why she kept those 2 specific lyric sheets. They're from her horrid mother and they just remind Soweon of the daughter she was built to be. She's so glad she's not that girl.
Suddenly the broadcast system is turned on. Soweon sighs not fully fazed by the fact that some popular girls tricked her into coming into school when today is actually a break day. Soweon hears the plural form of outcast.
That means there's more than just her at this school. She doesn't plan to socialize anytime soon. She puts on the instrumental version of parents ft. Chloe Noone and starts to sing Chole's part. She always gets lost in the singing and this time is no different.
Bada is so done with the bullshit all these popular crazy girls are trying to pull. She could be napping right now. She frowns for a moment because she hears music that's not coming from her phone and she can hear it even with earbuds in.
Her jaw goes slack. The girl singing is incredible. Bada smiles and leaves a note before softly closing the door to the room she stumbled into. She starts to wonder if it would be worth it to dance to the girl's beautiful singing voice.
The elevators open to the 3rd floor which is where the canteen is. Bada smells something amazing and her feet move on her own. Someone with faded ginger hair is bringing dishes out on one of those carts. She grins. "Good thing I know how to cook. Those popular girls should've thought this through."
Kyma hums. "I guess it's a good thing they didn't." She puts out her joint and stands up to throw it away. She tilts her head at the tall girl in glasses when she walks back to the table. "There's something about you that's familiar."
The said tall girl is about to answer but Kyma takes notice that the tall girl is looking past. Kyma becomes curious when she sees the way the tall girl is looking at the girl with blue and orange hair. The blue and orange haired girl is looking at the tall girl in the same way but there's something shy in her expression.
Kyma's attention soon turns to a girl with slight chubby cheeks and glasses resting on her head. She grins. "You smoke? It's something she asks most people she meets for the first time. The girl with chubby cheeks hums. "You can make many designs with weed." Kyma is a little dumbfounded.
a/n: disclaimer!! i do not perceive any of the bebe girls this way in real life. This is an AU for a reason. Anyways i hope you enjoyed pt.1 and this is only just the beginning. The popular girls might be some other crews from SWF2... stay tuned for me! <3
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dimdiamond · 11 months
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Pride and Prejudice au and here's the moment everything falls apart for Chang but he's not the only one in pain.
@yacrimago sorry but I had to.
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allur1ngs · 4 months
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okay but now imagine... bada dressed as santa... and... ME OUT!! reader dressed up in one of those cute santa claus Christmas dresses (like the ones red velvet and aespa wore in "beautiful Christmas") and bada's reaction cause she just looks so good she doesn't want the rest of bebe to see her absgsghgas I'm loving this au so much <3
she's literally so whipped it's cazy♥️
the second you step out of your bedroom wearing the velvety red dress with white trim at the bottom, and a big, cute black bow fastened around your waist, bada's a goner.
her mouth quite literally drops, her pupils growing so wide you can barely see any iris. you cover your mouth to laugh at her shell-shocked expression, watching her slowly approach you and wrap her arms around you.
"how do you get more beautiful every day?" she asks you, her eyes sweeping over every part of your body, loving the sight of your gleaming skin and amazing figure.
"it's a pretty dress," you say cheerfully, placing your arms around her shoulders and pulling her in close.
"it's not the dress," she shakes her head firmly. "it's you wearing the dress that makes it beautiful."
your heart warms at her words, but before you can say anything, the sound of shuffling footsteps and chatter reaches your ears. you turn to look toward the noise, seeing the bebe girls in the distance, walking toward you and bada. they haven't noticed you yet, too engrossed in their conversation.
you're about to call out to greet them, but right as you open your mouth, you feel bada's hands move from your waist. she slides them down to your legs, grabbing you and throwing you over her shoulder, making your world go upside-down.
you let out a surprised yelp, feeling bada's large palm resting right on the hem of your dress, stopping it from riding upward and exposing you.
"bada--" you say, tone lightly scolding.
"no time to talk." suddenly, your wife sprints down the hallway in the opposite direction of the bebe girls.
"what are you doing?" you ask, closing your eyes so you don't get dizzy.
"if they see you looking all cute like this, they'll never leave you alone." bada huffs, sounding like a spoiled child who got their favorite toy taken away. "i want to be the only one who sees you like this."
meanwhile...
"hey, was that the boss and unnie?" tatter stares into the distance, just barely making out bada's figure with you strewn over her shoulder.
"what do you think has them running off in a hurry?" soweon asks aloud.
"probably going to do some nasty stuff." cheche answers cheekily, nudging kyma and lusher.
"gross." hyo groans, shoving her hands in her pockets.
"wait..." lusher steps up, seeing the door to your room open. you left the package that your custom christmas dress came in, a picture of the gown on it.
the girls freeze in their spots, finally getting a good look at it.
they all slowly make eye contact, and then...
"UNNIE, LET US SEE!" they all shout, chasing after you and bada.
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seungxstar · 4 months
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! // ➶┊is it just me?
doctor!bada x nurse!fem reader (headcanons!!)
a/n: this was boiling in my head for a lil too long so I wrote it out 😻
(if you see this feel free to send me opinions!!)
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how I think one of your ward's doctor Bada would treat you on your first day at their ward. (yes this is special treatment, yes bebe is in this and it's alao like kinda canon to my hospital au too tbh)
when they first told you that you got transferred to ward 17, you were kinda sad to hear about it, since you really liked the environment in your previous ward.
but when you walked into the office to out your stuff on the table, you realised something.
"Senior Doctor Bada Lee" Oh. you are working in Bada's ward.
someone tapped your shoulder and you heard a chirpy voice go, "hi!! you must be the new girl, I'm so glad to see you first!"
the said someone introduced herself as lusher, and the two of you have been inseparable since then.
lusher also introduced you to the other doctors and nurses in the ward,
like Doctor tatter, Senior Doctor Minah, and nurses Kyma, Cheche, and Sowoen.
lusher herself was a nurse too, and her table happened to be next to yours.
"I know you're happy to see someone new but don't scare her away now."
You turned around to see Bada looking right at you.
your first instinct was to bow and greet her, but she laughed it off and said that you didn't need to be so formal towards her.
bada then told lusher to go out because she apparently wanted to 'go through some housekeeping things' with you first.
"lusher's always like this, I hope she didn't scare you off," bada chuckled. "but either way, I'm sure you're familiar with the basic protocol, but I'll attach you to me for the next 2 weeks so you can get used to this."
you nodded shyly, being flustered. it was her in general, you couldn't point your finger to it. was it the oreo dyed hair? was it the way she was kinda towering over you? was it the way her gaze is locked on yours?
you really couldn't figure it out.
"You're staring." bada said, and thats when you realised just how close she was.
"oh.. I'm sorry." you immediately mumble, taking a step back from bada.
the oreo haired girl couldn't help but smile at your cute reaction.
she stepped forward and whispered, "You get flustered easily, and that's just simply adorable. oh, you wanna grab lunch with me later at 1.45pm by the way?"
you couldn't take how close she was and merely nodded, unable to say anything.
that made bada laugh, and she ruffled your hair softly before walking away while saying, "see you later!"
you were such a flustered mess you couldn't even reply to her.
after a minute, you went back to unpacking your stuff. unbeknownst to you, two nurses have been watching this 'show' from afar.
"Y'know what, lush? I think I see your point now actually, Bada doesn't act this way to others." Kyma admits after watching your interaction with Bada from the window.
lusher replies while walking away, "I know that, I was thinking, like, is it just me?"
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abravesoul03 · 4 months
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ABRAVESOUL'S MASTERLIST.
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STREET WOMAN FIGHTER II
TEAM BEBE
BADA LEE/BADA
- HOW MOTHEREST TRIO'S COCKS WOULD BE LIKE? (SMUT🔥⚠️)
KIM TAEYOUNG/TATTER
- 10:14 (smut 🔥⚠️)
- 11:31 (fluff 🐻🍭)
- Blue Plush & Cotton Candy (fluff🐻🍭)
- how would GP!Tatter's cock and behaviour during sex be like? (smut🔥⚠️)
- 18:18 (smut🔥⚠️)
- How would Tatter kiss you?(fluff🐻🍭)
- 15:09 (smut🔥⚠️)
- 1:21 (smut 🔥⚠️)
- Loving Her was A Sin, Finding You was A Blessing(fluff🐻🍭 - Angst🦋❤️‍🩹)
LEE SEOYOUNG/LUSHER
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PARK INHYE/KYMA
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LEE MINAH/MINAH
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JUNG CHAEYEON/CHECHE
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KWON SOWEON/SOWEON
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(・∀・)(・∀・)(・∀・)(・∀・)(・∀・)(・∀・))
JAM REPUBLIC
KIRSTEN DODGEN
- Pretty Lady, Your Perfect to Me (slight angst🦋❤️‍🩹)
AUDREY LANE
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<( ̄︶ ̄)><( ̄︶ ̄)><( ̄︶ ̄)><( ̄︶ ̄)><( ̄)
WOLF'LO
JO GAYOUNG/CHOCOL
- THE DEVIL WITHIN?!CHOCOL VER. (SMUT🔥⚠️)
- THE DEVIL WITHIN CHOCOL VER. PART II (SMUT🔥⚠️)
- HOW WOULD BEING MARRIED TO CHOCOL BE LIKE (Fluff 🐻🍭)
(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)
MANEQUEEN
HAN HAEUN/REDLIC
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JUNG SIYEON/WAACKXXXY
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LEE YOONJI/YOONJI
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CHEON YUJIN/CERA
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TSUBAKILL
MIYOSHI AKANEN/AKANEN
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KAEDA SAYAKA/SAYAKA
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KIKUCHI MIKI/MIKI
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KOYAMA MOMO/MOMO
- Pretty Little Liar (Night club au) [ft. Yumeri]
CHIKADA YUMERI/YUMERI
- Pretty Little Liar (Night club au) [ft. Momo]
HATTORI RENA/RENA
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( ꈍᴗꈍ)( ꈍᴗꈍ)( ꈍᴗꈍ)( ꈍᴗꈍ)( ꈍᴗꈍ)( ꈍᴗꈍ)( ꈍ)
1 MILLION
PARK HYERIM/HARIMU
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PARK HYOJIN/AMY
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SHIN SOOBIN/REDY
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(☆▽☆)(☆▽☆)(☆▽☆)(☆▽☆)(☆▽☆)(☆▽☆)(☆)
DEEP&DAP
KIM MINJI/LOCKER ZEE
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JUNG JIWON/JJ
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(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)(✿^‿^)
STREET WOMAN FIGHTER I
WAYB
NOH JIHYE/NOZE
- How would G!P Noze cock and behaviour be like during sex?!(SMUT🔥⚠️)
- Consider it as a second birthday gift (SMUT🔥⚠️)
- How did you guys meet & who confessed first.(Fluff 🐻🍭)
(~‾▿‾)~(~‾▿‾)~(~‾▿‾)~(~‾▿‾)~(~‾▿‾)~(~‾▿‾)~(~)
HOOK
KANG HYEIN/AIKI
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\(ϋ)/♩\(ϋ)/♩\(ϋ)/♩\(ϋ)/♩\(ϋ)/♩\(ϋ)/♩\(ϋ)/♩\)
SOLOIST/OTHER GROUPS
BIBI
- HOW MOTHEREST TRIO'S COCKS WOULD BE LIKE? (SMUT🔥⚠️)
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ricetomeatyou · 5 months
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Our Mates pt. 5
Team bebe A/B/O AU (swf2 no mention but people maybe yes)
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Alpha!Bada / Alpha!Lusher / Omega!Tatter
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Minah is concerned
Kyma found the trio
Sowoen and Cheche are just confused
The trio have a sleepover
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Tatter basked in the scents around her and nuzzled into Lusher's neck. Bada then laid her head on the shoulder opposite of Tatter, taking in the pair’s scents. The omega had long stopped crying, waiting for any of the two others to initiate conversation, too shy to tell them what got her so upset, afraid of further upsetting the two.
Bada, with a heavy chest, spoke softly and combed her fingers through the blonde's hair. “Baby, we're sorry, we're not upset at you.” She moved closer to the girl. “We didn't mean for you to cry, sorry if we made you feel bad about yourself. You didn't do anything wrong.” Lusher followed up and kissed Tatter’s head. Bada wrapped her arms and legs around Lusher and Tatter, her long limbs encompassing the original two and enveloping them in a warm, coffee scented hug.
Kyma and Minah got Sowoen and Cheche and lead them to the car, Kyma returning inside to get the three unofficial mates. She approached as the three were starting to get up from their little cuddle session, Tatter clinging to Bada’s arm and Lusher leading them out towards where Kyma came from. The beta then turned around, letting the trio follow her to the rest of the group.
They split up and took a taxi home after Minah had a chat with Tatter, Lusher, and Bada, the trio however, headed to the omega's house. After making it through the door and locking it, the alphas sat on a chair as Tatter instructed them to. The omega ran around the house, gathering a plethora of pillows and blankets, the alphas watched, fascinated by what's happening. After gathering what looked like too many pillows and such, the shortest woman began to place them in a particular way on the floor after making sure it was cushioned and soft to lay on. Bada and Lusher looked at each other, silently agreeing that the omega is building a nest for the three of them to stay in. They offered help but it seemed like the girl was too focused and did not hear them well. Once the nest was finished, the omega looked so proud of herself, a big smile on her face, she then offered the alphas to change into more comfortable clothes. Luckily, Tatter had a few oversized clothes the two could wear.
Lusher was dressed in shorts and a sweater, she came out with a big grin, looking at the pair waiting for her, both the omega and older alpha were blushing a bit as they looked at her. Tatter was wearing an oversized shirt and shorts, the shirt almost reaching the upper part of her thighs and her shorts ending a bit after the hem of the shirt, to say they were going crazy wouldn't describe what went through the older two’s minds. Bada wore a shirt and some pajama bottoms, slightly rolling up the sleeves because in her words, it was hot, to the other two, she looked more cute, Bada had worn her glasses that she had in her bag and it made her look more endearing than ever.
Tatter beckoned the alphas to lay in the nest, while they didn't know what to do, nor did Bada know how to not destroy the nest with her height, they eventually settled with Bada spooning Tatter and Lusher facing the pair, with Tatter nuzzling Lusher's neck and Bada and Lusher's arms reaching the other alpha.
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444namesplus · 7 months
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fannygloo · 2 years
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𝔼𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕖 𝕕'𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕠𝕞𝕟𝕖
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J'avais promis un peu de couleurs... C'est chose faite ! 💃 Du rouille, du moutarde, et je trouve qu'on est bien raccord avec la saison, non ?🍁🍂 D'ailleurs, qui a dit que l'automne était une saison morne et triste ??! 😉 Pour moi, c'est plutôt une saison aux couleurs de feu, propice au cocooning et aux énergies de renouveau, sans compter la petite parenthèse Halloween et son atmosphère si particulière que j'adore !! 🎃👻🧙‍♀️ Bref, tout un programme avant l'arrivée de l'hiver... 🤩👌🔥🧡💛
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kiveriah · 3 years
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it will never stop being funny they are only 5 years apart 
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mercisnm · 2 years
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let's be real t*ssaia de vr*es doesn't need a boy toy she needs somebody who spikes her tea with hallucinogenic mushrooms once she starts acting up a bit
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dimdiamond · 2 years
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It has been some time but here is more of the Pride and Prejudice au and we're still in the first ball with General Alcazar being pissed with the rude newcomer and Bianca being more awkward than ever because of her oldest (adopted) son here.
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bluest-planet · 3 years
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From Betas to Siblings!
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cheche-dotharl · 4 years
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scholar-thief · 4 years
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[ RP LOG ]
Momori meets Cheche Dotharl. They collect clay. @cheche-dotharl
Momori can be seen leaving her tent, her arms full with a large sack that bulged in awkward places. She could scarcely see over her luggage, but despite that, she still strode on with a brisk pace.
Cheche is standing in place, though there's a pause as she hears someone approach. Her hands stop from her work, carving some sort of bone, as her gold eyes shift downwards as if to follow Momori's trajectory. She doesn't move out of the way for now, however, head head curiously tilted.
Momori collides into the au ra! The bag hits the floor, and several curious objects roll out from it. A small spade, several apples, and countless glass vials. Momori lies dazed on the floor, and looks up. Another expeditioner? And...what a way to make an introduction. She mumbles a few curses under her breath.
Cheche 's lips part very slightly, eyes blinking. Oh. "-- sorry. Are you all right?" She reaches, then looks a little surprised. Then keeps reaching. Keeps reaching and... ah. There she is. Momori is picked up and set on her feet and dusted before the xaela bends down, patting the ground as if to search for the various things she heard fall to the ground.
Momori lifts a finger to her neck, and nods at Cheche. “Hearts still pounding, so I should be good. Can’t say the same about my ego, though…You’re Cheche, right?” Momori shakes a vial from out of her sleeve, and begins to unceremoniously shove the bag’s contents back in with her foot.
Cheche is gentle in comparison, picking up as much as she could before offering the items one at a time. An apple here, a vial there... "Ah, then my apologies again about the ego. Yes, I am Cheche. And whom may I be speaking to...?"
Momori: “Momori. Charmed.” She brandishes the small gardening spade as though wielding a dagger, and tosses it gracefully in the air, catching it behind her back...then shoves it into the bag with a sigh. “Was about to go collect some clay samples from Voor Sian Siran, but…” She looks at the hulking mess of a bag. “...don’t suppose you have some free time to help out a weak and pitiful lalafell?”
Cheche nods. "-- a pleasure," she agrees easily. She offers a smile then, shaking her head. "I would not mind doing so, though I am still somewhat unfamiliar with this area. Too big with too many cliffs. If you lead the way, you have my hands at your disposal."
Momori gratefully hands the bag over to Cheche. “As long as you carry that, I’d be happy to lead on. Your very own seeing eye lalafell, heehee!” Momori’s face, usually stoic, shows Cheche a mischievous grin. Somehow, /somewhere/ she finds the situation humorous. “Let’s be off then! Suns dropping low, wouldn’t want to get caught out in the dark. You know what happens...in the dark.”
Cheche holds out her hand, accepting the bag offered. As everything, she carefully slings it over her shoulder to carry it, crossed over to the other side of her existent bag. "What does happen in the dark?" Her question is genuine, eyes upon Momori as if to follow her movements.
Momori: “Oh, just some tall tales I’ve heard from the locals. There’s a rotund, spirit, oh so jolly, decked in red and white. And, well....Let’s just hope you haven’t been up to anything naughty recently.” Momori gives Cheche an ominous look, her gaze steely and cold. Then proceeds to continue hiking towards their destination.
Cheche looks thoughtful to that, steps slow but keeping up easily with the shorter lalafell. "-- no, I have not heard of such a spirit," she muses. "Where does it hail from? What defines what is naughty? What happens to those that are?" Her questions are entirely honest, a rhythmic twitch of her tail as if she's paying attention.
Momori: “A land far, far separated from our own. From a place known only as...the North pole.” Momori leads the two of them around some gastronis, giving the wildlife a wide berth, just in case. “Naughty, well, like telling lies, or pulling pranks. Is that the sort of stuff you get into, Cheche?”
Cheche looks thoughtful again, her eyes picking up briefly to stare skywards. "-- no, I have not heard of such a place. What brings such a spirit so far away from home? It is rare for them to stray so far from where they hail." Her tail twitches again before she looks down back to Momori, shaking her head. "I do not think so. Do you?"
Momori: “An insatiable appetite for naughty souls, of course. Under the cover of darkness, unfortunate victims are simply whisked away, with but a lump of coal left at where they once stood…” Momori pauses for dramatic effect, and glances back at Cheche. “If not for your sake, then for mine, we should avoid the night.” She cracks a smile, not directly answering the au ra’s question, nor giving away any indication that she had made up the entire tale on the spot.
Cheche seems to take Momori's story very seriously, fingers gently drumming upon her lips. "-- well, if we find ourselves under the threat of such a spirit, I will do what I can to keep you safe. But you are right-- it best be that we do not venture late at night then. Or at least, if there is no choice, not to do so alone."
Cheche: "I forgot to ask," she belatedly mentions. "-- what do you need clay samples for?"
Momori nods, a little amused at how seriously Cheche is taking her story. She wonders if this is how all tall tales start.
Momori: “Oh, it’s for a project I’ve been working on. Ancient Sil’dih pottery that’s been shattered to near a thousand pieces. There’s a very particular clay around here that’s a good glue and stabilizing agent. That is, if we can find it, whilst avoiding the feisty wildlife.”
Cheche hums, thoughtful again. "-- shattered pottery. I am sorry to hear that. You are trying to fix it?" She doesn't seem to mind venturing into the water, it coming up to her ankles. "Would you rather I keep an eye out for the wildlife? Or... if there is a way to know how to recognize the right clay, I could help you seek it out."
Momori looks around, observing the shell-like patterns submerged underneath the water...which, by the way, nearly came all the way up to her waist. “Yep. There could be a pattern, or paintings on the outside of the pot. Worth studying, or at least conserving so later generations can enjoy it.” She then turns to Cheche and pokes the bag.
Momori: “The clay we’re looking for is almost pitch black, but we’ll have to dig around for it. I brought a bunch of apples to tame the wildlife, so let's start by tossing them places away from our digsite?”
Cheche shows a mild smile to that. "Of course. It is a noble effort." To Momori's description there's a brief 'ah', though she nods soon enough to her directions. "I have a knife. Would it be better for us to cut pieces and throw them, or put them away whole?"
Momori nods. “Cut it up, so we can have a few slices of our own. As nutritious as slop is, I haven’t had something sweet in a long time..I heard there were honey cakes, but by the time I dropped by, there weren’t even crumbs left.”
Cheche looks apologetic to that. "Ah, yes. They disappeared quite quickly, yes..." She looks for a little hunting knife, clearly hand-crafted from some sort of bone rather than metal forged. One of the apples are cut, and with each peace she'd lower it down to Momori's hands before pulling off another one.
Momori is quite pleased. Gear, carried. Apples, cut. This au ra was very helpful to have around! She chomped on her slice and eyed the strange knife that Cheche held in her hands. “Curious little blade you got there. Hand carved?”
Cheche nods, cutting up the rest of the apples to place around. "Ah, yes. Where I hail from, everything we own is made by our own hands. It is our way of life, after all." There's a pause. "Would you like another piece?"
Momori nods, and grabs another piece of apple. She then gives Cheche her best impression of puppy dog eyes, though when merged with her resting bitch face, Momori just looks kind of....strange. “Could I take a look at the blade?”
Cheche 's expression doesn't quite change, still staring towards Momori as if to regard her. "Ah, yes. Of course." She offers the blade, making sure as not to point the sharper end towards the lalafell. "Would you like me to set the apples out while you do?"
Momori is already deeply engrossed in observing the blade. Her eyes light up in a way that they haven't before. She snaps back to attention. “Huh? Oh, yes. Toss the apples around.”
Cheche does that indeed. Momori would find that she's not accurate AT ALL, but at least it doesn't matter as much as long as they're scattered. The blade is simple but seems to do its job, mostly half of it flattened and sharpened at one side. The hilt is decorated, carved with foreign patterns that likely have worn down with time.
Momori: “These patterns...I can’t say I know much of Othgardian culture. Do they symbolize something? Tell a story, or picture a god?” Momori stares at Cheche with a bright intensity. The lalafell demeanor has shifted, dramatically. Her once flat gaze is now lit up with passion that is almost overwhelming.
Cheche looks back to Momori, the tip of her tail rising slightly with attention. "Ah. Well. They all mean different things, yes." She lowers herself by bending her knees, more of her longer tail submerged in the water. Her hand carefully touches Momori's arm, searching its way to the dagger to locate the hilt. She points to each pattern with her finger, explaining the different animals that they represent.
Momori eagerly listens to Cheche’s explanation, gobbling up the information with increased fervor. It wasn’t often she could learn about such a foreign culture, straight from the source. Only the feeling of water in her boots snapped her out of the trance - that’s right, the clay! Momori forced herself to peel her attention away from the dagger. “I would love to have you tell me more. But! My feet are starting to feel pruned, and the clay isn’t going to dig itself out.”
Cheche chuckles a litttle to that, straightening up. "Of course. Clay." She accepts the dagger back, plucking it up carefully before returning it to its leather sheathe. It's placed back to her belongings. "So, how does one go about collecting such? Do I simply... dig?"
Momori: “Dig, dig, dig! With this, though.” Momori pulls the gardening spade from the bag. She then looks down at the water, and her brow furrows. “Ugh, it’s going to be messy digging with water slooshing everywhere. I didn’t think of that.”
Cheche accepts the spade, examining it with her hands. She feels it carefully, looking confused for a moment. "-- ah. Is this a dagger?" Her head tilts to Momori, then looks downwards. "If you do not wish to, I could do it."
Momori: “Unless you were trying to kill someone slowly and inefficiently, I wouldn’t use that as a dagger. Though, it is an interesting idea...could have some use during...hmm...” Momori thinks to herself, seriously considering the idea of using a gardening spade in a clearly terrible way. “Anyway, please, go ahead! Just stab the soft ground with it and start making a hole. Meanwhile, I’ll try to figure out a way to drain the water.”
Cheche does just that, squatting down proper to poke at the ground. She does so quite literally, stabbing and stabbing and stabbing and... not getting anywhere. At least she's got the spirit, her expression firm with concentration.
(Momori) HMM (Momori) is. is she just. stabbing??! the same spot?!? (Cheche) yes (Momori) PLES..... im cry (Cheche) the ground got what it deserved (Momori) 911 id like to report a murder (Cheche) GOT WHAT IT DESERVED!!!!!!
Momori wanders off and eyes a large limpet, attached to stone that peeked up from the water. Using her dagger, she slices around it and forces it off. With the mollusk’s flesh discarded, its shell made a decent enough container to lug water in. She comes back to find Cheche just. Stabbing! Stabbing away. There’a blossom of brown dirt in the water at where this is happening.
Momori: “..............How’s the hole coming along?”
Cheche just... keeps stabbing. The mud is really getting what it had coming for it. "-- ah. I am unsure if it is... working?" Her head tilts. "I could try using my hands. Or am I wielding it incorrectly?"
Momori doesn’t know what to say at first. It’s kind of entertaining to watch Cheche stab the dirt like a crazed murderer, but on the other hand, she needed clay! Letting this continue would probably just result in a mud hole. “Try pushing the spade towards yourself, and then scooping the dirt away. And if that doesn’t work, yes, use your hands.”
Cheche stares with newfound focus, trying as she's told. She's... somewhat successful! Her tail flicks upwards with her newfound knowledge, likely sending some water flying behind her. "-- ah, I see. You called this object a spade?" She tries a few more times, tail plopping to the water with a mild splash before flicking from side to side.
Momori blinks. Does Cheche not know what a spade is? Momori bends over, using her limpet bucket to scoop some water away from the hole that is steadily being dug. “Spade. It’s used for digging, gardening…” Momori can’t help herself. A tell-tale grin spreads on her lips. “...and for eating. Yes. A useful tool to have around!”
Cheche hums. "I see. A tool that is used in a multitude of ways..." She seems to believe Momori, clearly fascinated at the object. "I can see how it would be helpful, yes. It is very effective. Do you often use such a tool?"
Momori: “All the time. Perhaps when we’re back at camp, I can show you it’s other uses.” Momori pours away some brown water, and then peers into the hole. Something black, and markedly more dense, lies underneath a few ilms of dirt. “Hm! I think we’ve found what we’re looking for.”
Cheche 's expression brightens, or has it? Compared to before, maybe. "You would? Ah, of course." She turns her attention back, digging a little quicker. They have clay to obtain!!
(Momori) hehe the two of them using....g...gardening spades at dinner time (Cheche) truly a romantic dinner (Cheche) wine involved (Momori) such fancy (Cheche) thank god (Momori) wine, gruel, and spades (Cheche) THANK GOD (Momori) FINALLY...some good food (Cheche) scoops the clay up to eat (Momori) HUFFS (Momori) NO!! (Momori) the forbidden sauce (Cheche) delicious (Momori) bloody good eating
Momori grabs a glass vial and fills it to the brim with the black clay, and a bit of water. There’s plenty of clay being dug out by Cheche, in mounds all around the original hole. By visiting these piles, Momori quickly fills all the vials. Messy, but a job well done! She looks to the camera, deadpan. “Nice.”
Cheche straightens up at the confirmation, having to stretch a little from spending so long squatted down. She's entirely COVERED with clay and mud, but it doesn't seem to bother her. "Did you manage to get what you needed?"
Momori stares at Cheche and laughs. “Hah! Thal’s balls...do you know where Cheche is? All I see is a mudman in front of me.”
Cheche chuckles, brushing some of the mud off to wash off with the water. "Never seen her. But if you do, please let me know." She nods to Momori. "Did you need anything else?"
Momori: “That’s all for today. You’ve been a big help, I should take you along for all my work…” She gives Cheche a thumbs up. Off in the distance, a gross slorping noise can be heard, as the local water slugs gorge themselves on the apple slices. The sun is just beginning to dip beneath the horizon. “We should get moving, while the fauna are still distracted by our bait. And before, well, the spirit comes around to harvest my soul.”
Cheche smiles. "Gotten into much mischief, then? I would be eager to get washed, myself. It has been a pleasure working with you, Momori." She nods again. "There is little for me to offer, but if you have the need of my assistance, you only need ask." After a brisk motion, she sets out to follow the lalafell back to camp... likely to learn of the "correct" use of spades and who knows what else.
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